There are firsts for everything. Some more life changing than others. Some pretty life altering firsts are: first A on your report card, first hickey, first time driving alone with the music blaring, windows down and singing at the top of your lungs, first day living on your own, first day of marriage, first diaper change and first writing contest. Ok, maybe first writing contest isn't such a big deal for some of you but for me, it's big. Because I never was a writer and you're not supposed to enter a contest if it's not something you do Well. And honestly, I probably wouldn't be doing this one if the topic for the contest wasn't one that I thought I'd KICK ASS in. But it is. Jill over at her amazing blog Scary Mommy is running a contest to see who along with her, is seriously a scary mommy (although I haven't quite figured out what makes her so scary, she's just hysterical, but I'll just go with it). I however, am scary. And I should win. And you'll see why below. And after you read it and totally 100% agree with me, head on over to her blog and vote for me so that I can win the coolest video camera and some of the blankets that Luke drags around with him all day every day because they are the best blankets ever invented and I need more of them. Got it? Good. Oh and to help the slower of you out there, I've highlighted in orange any derivation of "scary" that I write to help you follow along as to why and how I'm in fact scary. You're welcome.